A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1811-1820

Waylen smoothed Rena’s hair.

He murmured, “If things don’t work out between them, we can just let Cecilia be on her own. we’re family and we’ll always be there for her.”

Rena closed her eyes.

After a brief pause, she opened her eyes and expressed her unease.

“Waylen… I can’t shake this feeling that something might happen tonight. Stay awake with me, just in case.”

Waylen paid heed to her warning.

They lay on the bed and talked intimately, sharing the private moments of a loving couple.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the house, Cecilia cradled Edwin in her arms.

Throughout the night, Cecilia remained wide awake, her anticipation of the impending childbirth keeping sleep at bay.

Her hand tenderly cradled her swelling belly, feeling the gentle movements within.

In just two weeks, their little one would come into the world, yet she hadn’t picked a name for her baby.

In the dim light of the room, Edwin’s voice broke through the silence as he murmured “daddy” in his sleep.

Cecilia touched her son’s face gently, and her heart ached for the little boy… She longed to explain everything to him, yet she could not figure out how.

A sudden sharp pain pierced her lower abdomen, causing her to gasp.

Suddenly, the sheets beneath her were damp.

Her water had broken.

In the midst of her agony, Cecilia found it difficult to utter a word. Clutching her belly, she doubled over, the pain relentless.

Edwin roused from his slumber, witnessed his mother’s distress, her forehead glistening with sweat.

Edwin realized his sister was about to be born.

He hurriedly darted out of his bed, rushing to knock urgently on the door of the neighboring room.

“Uncle Waylen, mommy is going to have a baby!” Edwin exclaimed.

Waylen, in the middle of a conversation with Rena, didn’t hesitate.

He swiftly threw off the quilt and rushed to the opposite room, preceding even a coat.

Rena urgently trailed after Waylen.

As expected, Cecilia was indeed going into labor earlier than anticipated.

Waylen swiftly grabbed a down jacket and gently draped it over Cecilia. With a calm demeanor, he turned to Rena.

“I’ll carry her downstairs. Go wake up Mom and Dad. Make sure someone stays at home to look after the children and the rest of us will take Cecilia to the hospital now.”

Rena nodded, her eyes filled with concern for her sister-in-law.

Two minutes later, the lights in the Fowler’s house flickered to life.

On the first day of the new year, the Fowlers were on the way to welcome a new member into the family.

Waylen was behind the wheel, his focus steady on the road, while Korbyn provided directions.

Rena held Cecilia in her arms. While Edwin, who had insisted on accompanying them, sat next to Rena.

Cecilia broke out in a cold sweat because of the pain.

She was sweating profusely. Clutching onto Rena’s waist, she called out Rena’s name, her voice strained, as if she were speaking in her sleep.

Rena tenderly rubbed Cecilia’s belly, offering soothing words.

“You’ll be fine as soon as you arrive at the hospital.”

Upfront, Waylen’s grip on the steering wheel was firm, his attention solely on the road.

The snowy night made the journey treacherous; every turn had to be navigated with extreme caution. Hence, he didn’t allow his attention to wander elsewhere.

He drove himself, deeply concerned for both his sister’s and the baby’s safety, unwilling to leave anything to chance.

Half an hour later, the black Bentley came to a halt at the hospital, and a team of medical staff swiftly approached, rolling a stretcher toward them. Cecilia was gently transferred onto it and rushed straight to the delivery room.

In the grip of pain, Cecilia was in a daze, her mind clouded.

In her delirium, she muttered a name that still held her heart captive.

Mark.

Waylen was taken aback.

He tenderly leaned down and kissed his sister’s forehead and whispered in a hoarse voice, “I’ll call him, Cecilia.”

“No. Don’t do that.”

Cecilia, amidst her pain, shook her head weakly.

Sweat streamed down Cecilia’s forehead, and embarrassment tinged her face. Tears welled up in her eyes as she pleaded, “Waylen, please don’t call him.”

Waylen’s eyes were heavy.

He held his sister’s hand and nodded, “Okay. I won’t call Mark.”

The walls of the delivery room were totally white. There were also a pair of bright incandescent lamps in the ceiling above.

Cecilia was in excruciating pain.

But she bit down on her lip and looked up at the lights.

Tears streamed down the corner of her eyes, each tear reflecting the gleam of the light.

“Mark. Mark…”

She murmured the name over and over in her heart. It was not that she didn’t want to hear his voice or hear him call her name, but she was just scared.

She was afraid that if Waylen called him, the call would be answered by someone else, instead of Mark himself.

Cecilia missed him very much, and she also hated him very much.

She said to him in her mind, “Mark. I really hate you, you know.

Do you know Edwin has been missing you?

Do you have any idea how happy I was when I came to you and waited for you to accompany me to my antenatal appointment the other day?

Of course you don’t know.

You know nothing.”

Cecilia was feeling throbbing pain, making her feel so dizzy that she didn’t even have the strength to miss and hate Mark anymore. With the series of contractions she was experiencing, it was clear that the child couldn’t wait to come into the world.

Before long, a sharp cry could be heard coming from the delivery room.

This was the first day of the new year, and the Fowler family had just welcomed a new member.

was born

one who picked the

simple building with windows that had a Light green wooden

currently snowy, so anyone here would feel comfortable drinking a cup of

all year round, no matter how beautiful the scenery was, it would

by the window, looking outside. His thin stature made the hospital

had almost given

Mark was still alive. He had lived

glass of water and medicine in his

take the medicine,”

seemed like he had

snow outside. After a while, he murmured, “Today is the New

nose twitched when he heard

into a smile and said, “Yes, during this time of the year, the Evans Gardon would always be beautifully decorated, and Mrs. Evans would cook your favorite meat

favorite food,”

silence, he cautiously suggested, “How about you call Rena and ask about Cecilia and the baby? The baby should have

heard this, he began to

stopped and

calling her, but he never did. It seemed it was

not call her,”

didn’t have to give Cecilia

stepped forward

“Please take your medicine.

to bed. I’ll buy you some pumpkin pies. You can have a taste when you wake

him and swallowed them without

nurse came in to help put on

she was done, Mark looked sideways at the

on his phone got weaker and weaker until he

fall asleep nowadays. This time, he had a dream and it was

He dreamed that he

had almost given up

Mark was still alive. He had lived two months longer than the doctor

him with a glass of

for you to take the medicine,” Peter reminded him in a low

like he had

stood there staring at the snow outside. After a while, he murmured, “Today is the New Year’s Day. It must be very lively

when

immediately broke into a smile and said, “Yes, during this time of the year, the Evans Gardon would always be beautifully decorated, and Mrs. Evans

favorite food,”

know what to say in response to this. But after a moment of silence, he cautiously suggested, “How

heard this, he began to fumble in

he stopped and shook

yesterday, he had thought about calling her, but he never did. It seemed it was better if he never called her at

I better not call her,” he

didn’t have to give Cecilia too much

stepped forward and handed him the glass of water and

“Please take your medicine.

you can go to bed. I’ll buy you some pumpkin pies.

him and

bed, and a nurse came in to help put on

was done, Mark looked sideways at the

his phone got weaker and weaker until he

to fall asleep nowadays. This time, he had a dream and it

where Rena gave birth to Alexis. He dreamed that he was still strong and that Cecilia was

was much like that of

look at him secretly for a while and call him “Uncle Mark”

this Cecilia in his

in his arms and gently stroked his face, saying, “Mark, I don’t

this point, Mark woke

the hospital room were white, just

closed his eyes

needed

ward, but he felt cold all over his body. He felt Life without

had probably gone to buy the pumpkin pies by

plump foreign nurse was

wanted to return home. He

Zoey cooked, and the apartment on Gamous Road, which was where he used

knew he couldn’t change

give up as long as he was

to hate him, even if he wouldn’t survive and have her back…

determined to stay strong

now, he was finding it difficult to go

to make paper planes. He knew how

when he grew up. The

to go there because he

pale fingers trembled as he

back to

on his way,

are still

paper planes Mark had been making and he

neatly arranged the paper planes and smiled at him, “Okay

of your

Mark only actually

not more than a

it in his mouth, he put down the spoon

narrowed his eyes and looked

really want to go back home and have a family reunion,” he said

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you will,” Peter cheerfully assured him. But he could see that Mark

about it, Mark’s phone rang. It

was around 4

at the caller ID. For a long time, he didn’t say

Maybe Edwin misses you,” Peter urged in

into

boy,” he

to answer the phone. It was an international call, so the signal was a little

sounded a

when he said, “Cecilia gave birth to a

a girl that had been

hand in which Mark held the phone trembled so violently that he

a brief silence, Waylen said, “Mark, Edwin misses you

Mark closed his eyes.

see you next week. I’ll ask her to take photos of

“Okay,” Mark said softly.

silence, Waylen said, “Mark, no matter

that except for the emotional entanglement with Cecilia, Mark was a good

in the first half of his life. He didn’t deserve to end up

sniffed and put down

the duration of the call, he never even dared

along, was eager to hear what had been discussed since all

“What happened?” he asked.

bed in silence. After a while, he looked up at Peter and said, “Cecilia has

hear this and he did a

he said

good sign on the first day of the new year. And

and began to stroke one of

to fly back home to see Cecilia and their

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glance would

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